Nothing puts you in the Christmas spirit more than a little kid who still believes in Santa.

Betsy and I were trying to remember the year we realized Santa didn't exist. I don't remember at all (and I remember EVERYTHING). Maybe it's just something we all want to forget... when we realize it's our parents and not Tim Allen. That's a horrible memory for everyone.

I wonder if the girl I went to elementary school with, who was a Jehovah's Witness, remembers when I told her that Santa hated her because she didn't celebrate Christmas. Yeah... she cried.